I'm a good Johnny Reb myself, though I keep off the fightin' lines.

I live back there in a house among the trees, just off the road.
You'd have seen it when you passed by, if you hadn't been in such a hurry.

Just settin' down to take a smoke when Mandy, my wife, tells me she hears the feet of many horses thunderin' on the road.

In a moment I hear 'em, too.

Run to the front porch, and see Confederate cavalry coming at a gallop, followed by a big Yankee force.